Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might strange and beautiful. You might feel disembodied,..
boundless, spinning helplessly space..."

Madrox]
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the message is embedded in the
Ugly as they might
Raised the dirt and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my tree and out my
In the alley, with a gat looking to bash head wit it
Watch your blood drain outcha skull the ground
And take ya to my grave you will never be found

Madrox]
me,
Not a fuck again
unstoppable and crazy I don't have to
Not Rocky, but I'm to rock your skull
Drink saki, I'm smokin' monkey paw

me,
kids call me Louie
my slugga rides by my side on the daily,
It to me
It tells me who to on (ride on)
We are a team and it's life we decide on (C'mon)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Child]
me
Standin' in a of blood
Smokin' a fat ass cuttin' it up like WHUT??
really lonely, and all my homies are dead
At least that's what the in my head
Just

HEY!!

2 Dope]
That's me all up in your mug get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya all fucked up.
When I stop my rims too.
Then i peel back out on ya ya motha fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a and the cops
are makin me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the because i shot that
motha fucka right in view.
2 dope]
That's me, What bitch? You got somthin to
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya face so
duct tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Killa]
That's me right behind you, Mad as hell, flarin.
all those strange sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin trash cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a wig, swingin a machete.
Pig on my chest to bring the party like confetti.
That's me spittin wicked shit, fuck
I throw in the crowd and have em runnin for the door.
Killa]
That's me, that's right you known a little better.
I be squashin motha for whatever, whenever.
dust from the dead inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit and laugh and watch that fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin pussy popper, chopper.
blades like a helicopter. Murder alotta.
That's me and I'm down for the Lotus.
Like a I hit the vocal booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You think you me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)